After Jiang Cang finished taking the words, he felt almost the same, so he went back to the tent to sleep.

In the next few days, it was still as usual, and I rushed through the boxing exercises.

Until the morning of the seventh day.

Jiang Cang walked out of the tent, saw that the time was not early, and did not continue to fight, but took some medicinal food, and sat by the river to meditate.

'Whoa' the stream flowed.

Time passes imperceptibly.

The sun was gradually rising to noon.

Jiang Cang finally looked at the time, and found that after the fog was about to appear in an hour, he also had a vague sense, that he was aware that there was going to be a fog in this forest. ’

And it's also at this time stage.

On the outskirts of another city, on a road near a field.

Xiao was driving a mid-range car, wandering around with Wu Hong, who was meditating cross-legged in the back seat, ready to explore through the birds, or read the news, to find out where the fog appeared, and he could hurry to it.

It's just this time.

Just after a junction, when the time came to eleven o'clock in the morning, he suddenly found that there was a hint in his mind, about 'three hundred and twenty miles away, there will be a fog. ’

"The fog? Hinted fog? When Xiao found this prompt, he asked rhetorically, but his hand was still very steady in driving the car, and he asked Wu Hong in the back seat: "Does Master Wu have a fog prompt?" ”

"West, three hundred and twenty miles." Wu Hong opened his eyes, looked in the rearview mirror, and looked at Xiao inquiringly, "Master Xiao, do you say that everyone has this hint?" Wu refers to all the primordial beings, as well as the supernatural ones you are talking about. We're the same people. ”

"Maybe.." "But this time, or 'three hundred and twenty miles of mist,' it seems to be a little different from usual. Usually we look for the fog again, but now it is the other way around, is this fog looking for us, guiding us to the past? ”

Speaking of this, Xiao finally asked, "Master Wu, shall we go?" I believe that if Master Jiang found out, he would also go. And Master Jiang said that he would invite us to drink. ”

"Definitely go!" Wu Hong laughed out loud and sat cross-legged in the back seat again, "And it's not just about drinking." In Wu's view, if it is a fog looking for people, there may be many people, many people who think they are unparalleled in martial arts looking for a shortcut, rushing to this fog that does not need to be found. ”

"It's all the more careful." The owl replied, turned around at the intersection, and headed west, "But on the other hand, we may find more friends in this world." Psychic Person. ”

"That's even better." Wu Hong praised and closed his eyes, "Wu Mou's skills are clumsy, and I just want to learn from them, come and meet these thousands of yuan capable people to see how strange their yuan energy is." ”

"Be careful." Xiao retorted unprecedentedly, and seemed to care, as if persuading: "Although we are pioneers and pioneers, there are thousands of people, and there are always people who will not lose to us." After all, luck is inherently illusory, and we can get such an opportunity, and I believe that others can too. It's like that Zhou Pan, his Yuan Energy seems to be about 'injury recovery'? It's good for fighting. ”

"Master Xiao's words are good." Wu Hong's eyes did not open, "Although Wu will not underestimate anyone, he will not be arrogant. ”

When Wu Hong said this, after waiting for a few breaths, he heard that Xiao did not reply again, so he meditated steadily.

And Xiao didn't want to speak, but after he heard Wu Hong's words, he knew that he didn't want to persuade him, so he didn't want to say anything, so he drove steadily.

But this is also like what he and Jiang Cang said, there will be nothing in the 'Pioneer Organization' that you interfere with me and I interfere with you.

Everyone is very free, everyone has their own life, and what they want to do is their own thing.

At least Xiao felt that he could persuade and say yes, but the final decision was Wu Hong's own choice.

Whew-

At another speed, with the sound of the wind outside the window, neither of them spoke again.

The owl drove intently and headed west into the woods.

And in the middle of the woods at the creek.

Jiang Cang meditated and waited cross-legged for a while, and when the time reached twelve o'clock at noon, he also saw a mist emerging in this area of the forest.

According to the records, this fog should have spread for about three miles.

The duration is six days.

However, there is no record of the world time in it.

Anyway.

When the fog appeared, Jiang Cang wanted to think about it, but he also walked 'three hundred' by the river, and waited for the gate to appear.

'Click' taps three times, then pushes away.

After Jiang Cang stepped in, what appeared in front of him was a wild dirt road, connected to several small hillsides, the road was tortuous, many trees were growing obliquely, and the leaves hung down to the soil slope, some were dry, and some were necrotic and pitted.

And at the same time.

A hint also appeared in my mind, which was my identity.

Roughly 'the wanderer.' ’

It means that he is a person who does not have a household registration, that is, a black household.

But this is all irrelevant, anyway, in this era of war and chaos, it would be good to make up a household registration casually, or find a way to get a household registration, and it is convenient, as long as there is a relationship and money, you can settle down wherever you want.

After all, according to the books of the Three Kingdoms that I read, I can buy even a few court officials, and I am still short of an ordinary household registration.

If it's still hard to do, it's really a joke.

It's just that, apart from identity, there are no superfluous hints in my mind.

It seems that there is no Yuan Energy in this world, or just like the zombie world, it appears from time to time.

Anyway.

Jiang Cang walked a few steps on the dirt road, feeling that even if there was no Yuan Energy in this world, it was still a good place to cultivate!

Because this world is full of 'Reiki!' ’

At least ten times more than the real world!

For example, even a person who doesn't have any cultivation techniques can breathe in the aura into his body!

Of course, how much can be successfully fused and refined in the end, that is according to the exercises and the human physique.

It's not a coincidence.

I happen to have a book of Gathering Spirits.

According to the intensity of the aura in this world, if you stay here for one more day, you will be able to move towards the cultivation process of more than ten days in the real world!

It is equivalent to three days to obtain an 'ordinary elemental energy. ’

And there is another guide in my mind, which is a hint about 'calligraphy and painting'.

Roughly speaking, 'within two hours, rushing' to a place about fifty miles away, as if to save a person. ’

And in the vagueness of this mission, it is revealed that he has saved this person, and he will tell himself some 'information' about this world. ’

Should it be an 'intelligence mission?' ’

Jiang Cang thought about it, and then investigated the prompts, and found that after saving this person, he had to go to another place and hand over the calligraphy and painting to a person.

That's the 'Friendship Mission.' ’

So think about it this way, the previous 'rescue and intelligence missions' are interspersed and belong to 'free delivery'. ’

But in any case, since there is aura in this world, there is no difference.

I'd better be careful to sail the ship of ten thousand years, go explore the way first, and find out the information.

Whew-

Throw out the paper horse and make progress.

Jiang Cang rode his horse, ran up the dirt slope, and walked towards the fifty miles away in the prompt.

'Da Da' blows sand all the way, leaving hoof prints.

Fifty miles is not far away, with the foot of a paper horse, even if the road is too potholed, it is only about an hour, and you come to a forest nearby.

The 'hoof' rode the horse to a halt.

Jiang Cang looked at it slightly, and there was a forest on his right, with staggered trees and dense foliage, surrounded by several mountains.

On the left is a deserted farmland, now a weedy field.

Looking down, the road under his feet was walked by people, and the weeds withered and rotted into the dirt, gray and yellow.

Wait until you're done looking at that.

Jiang Cang found that there was no situation, so he meditated and crossed his knees, adjusting his mental state.

Especially the aura in this world is really abundant.

The paper horse standing by the tree without any cultivation exercises can slowly absorb a little aura to recover the strength consumed just now.

At this rate, the paper horse can recover all its strength after a day of rest, and it doesn't need to help it recover anything.

But even if you help it recover by yourself, it will only delay for ten or so minutes, and it doesn't matter.

And as time passed, it was about an hour later.

'Smack'

When Jiang Cang was meditating, he suddenly heard the sound of horses' hooves coming from the forest pass at the foot of the mountain in the distance, and some people's shouts were not very clear.

It is about three hundred meters away from itself.

If you don't have the four divine powers, you really can't hear it.

But no matter why, these eight achievements are the people I am looking for and waiting for!

The 'sonorous' scabbard is attached to the waist.

Jiang Cang turned over and rode in the direction where the sound of horses' hooves came.

I didn't go very far.

As the sound of horses' hooves near Linkou got closer and closer, Jiang Cang saw three mountain bandits with dark red blood stains, or bandits? was chasing a young man in a long shirt with a frightened face and dressed like an Eastern Han scribe, but he also had a sword in his hand, but unfortunately half of it was broken, so he should not have beaten these three people.

"Quick.."

And this scribe had just turned out of the mountain pass on his horse, and when he saw Jiang Cang riding a horse about a hundred meters away, he also shouted, wanting Jiang Cang to run together, because behind him were three mountain bandits who killed people without blinking, and he had not fought before.

And he also inadvertently revealed his money, so he was remembered by these three mountain bandits who traveled.

"Drive!" The three mountain bandits glanced at Jiang Cang, who was a hundred meters away, but they didn't pay too much attention, but their greedy eyes were aimed at the pocket on the side of the scribe's horse.

They knew that the money contained in it was enough for their three brothers to be carefree and chic for a while.

And Jiang Cang heard what the scribe said, but did not leave, but rode a horse, the paper horse 'Xiao Xiao' screamed, the hooves clicked on the soil, and rushed straight towards the mountain bandits!

"Guts!" Seeing this scene, the mountain bandit laughed angrily, and made a look with the two brothers, and the distance gradually widened, ready to clear this brave 'outsider', and then chase the 'fat sheep' in front. ’

Sonorous –

But with the distance of 100 meters passing in an instant, Jiang Cang crossed the scribe at the same time, released the reins with both hands, probed with both hands, the double knife was unsheathed, the long knife was crossed, and the short knife was crossed.

In just a short moment of riding the horse, with the sound of two human heads flying up and corpses landing on the running horses, the two mountain bandits had been beheaded by Jiang Cang!

'Puff' long knife probed again.

The mountain bandit at the back only had time to set up his weapon, and was pierced through his chest by Jiang Cang's long knife, picked up from his horse, and lifted into the air!

"This.." The scribe who had just passed sideways with Jiang Cang heard the sound of a heavy object falling to the ground, and turned around to see two headless corpses lying on the ground, one of which was hanging in the air, and he was stunned.

They didn't notice the three horses running past them, almost hitting them.

And then.

He was surprised and surprised, when he saw Jiang Cang pick up the corpse and ride a horse towards him, he hurriedly sorted out his mind, quietly looked at Jiang Cang, and thought about what he should call this life-saving benefactor.

As he looked over, he saw Jiang Cang dressed in a white robe, with no blood dripping on it, but a little elegant, as if he was a scribe like himself.

But when he saw blood, his cold appearance looked like a hero, a handsome white horse, and more like a general on the battlefield.

But in terms of temperament, he is too chic, like a poet who drinks and paints.

In the end, the scribe summed up, and waved his hand to Jiang Cang, who was riding his horse, and said, "Thank you..." Chivalrous warriors come to the rescue! ”

"It's a matter of course." Jiang Cang's words were shocking, he didn't talk much about this matter, but asked directly, and he didn't chew the words like this scribe, "Jiang Cang has traveled all the way to this place, I don't know how far away it is from the nearest city and county now, hope. The gentleman informed. ”

Although Jiang Cang didn't know what place this was or what time it was, since the guide said, he would ask where it was close to the city, first, there was a place to stay, and second, he also knew where this was.

"I dare not take the name of Mr. . . . Under .." When the scribe heard Jiang Cang's inquiry, he hurriedly waved his hand, and then told him his name, where he was going, and why he met the mountain bandits, as if to relax the pressure of life and death just now.

And Jiang Cang heard that he had heard a lot of useful news, so he didn't disturb his words.

For example, according to the scribes, after the Yellow Turban Army's commanders, that is, the leaders of the Yellow Turbans, were killed 'five years ago', many of the remnants of the Yellow Turban Army were left in the grass, robbing passing caravans, or the common people, to make ends meet.

And according to the word 'five years ago', Jiang Cang also suddenly understood when this was.

'Intelligence' is known.

According to historical records, he knows far more than this scribe, and he knows that the imperial court wants to manage these remnants of the Yellow Turban Army, but in fact, it can't control it.

Because with the destruction of the Yellow Turban Army, too much has happened in the past five years.

First, Emperor Ling of the Han Dynasty died, the crown prince Liu Wei ascended the throne, Dong Zhuo entered Beijing, and then established King Chen Liuwang as Emperor Xian of the Han Dynasty, and called himself the Taishi.

But he didn't do anything serious except in the palace of fornication.

Until now, in 189 years, the remnants of the Yellow Turban Army have still not been cleared.

But it was also 189 years in time.

If you don't guess wrong, there will be 18 princes to ask for Dong soon!

Especially according to the concentration of aura in this world.

Jiang Cang thought about it and felt that this should not be the official history, but should be related to the 'Romance of the Three Kingdoms' and the like. ’

Perhaps, Zhang Jiao, who has obtained the Taiping Technique, is still really a 'half-immortal!' ’

Of course, from a practical point of view, Zhang Jiao should be called a 'qi practitioner and cultivator.' ’

Otherwise, if he really became an 'immortal', how could he still fail in the uprising.

Besides.

After the scribe finished talking about these things, Jiang Cang didn't say much about his name after hearing that the scribe was not a celebrity.

After all, in the rivers and lakes, Pingshui meets.

He saved his life, and he unintentionally told himself many things.

This favor has been cleared twice.

And the scribe waited for the cause and effect to finish, and felt that his mind was calmer, and then he felt that he had talked a little too much, so he smiled a little embarrassed and said again: "It's too much to say... And the knight went to twelve miles, which is Kaiyang County, Xuzhou. ”

"Thank you." After Jiang Cang finally knew where he was, he rode his horse and said with a smile: "Goodbye." ”

After the words fell, Jiang Cang rushed to the east, ready to hand in this friendship task first.

"Chivalry.." The scribe stopped for a moment, and after seeing that the life-saving benefactor didn't even drink a drink, he sincerely held his hand in the direction of Jiang Cang's departure, and it was not until Jiang Cang's figure disappeared for a while that he saluted, got on his horse, and returned to his home in the south.

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